Man, the drive was awful!" she said."Bad traffic?" I asked."Yeah, bad traffic through Orlando and then it was just boring. I'm a little stiff from sit...ing so long!" I'll bet. So . . . it's only about 10 o'clock. Whatcha gonna do tonight?" I asked, looking for an opportunity to get into the house and get some clothes on."Well, it's kinda late to start planning something for tonight, so, how 'bout if I just stay home with my daddy?" she asked in her little girl voice. What man could say 'no' to. She did keep looking over her shoulder at me, there was a look of I know what your up to buddy. I didn't even wait, I just lifted her shirt and rub rub rub on her back and her tits. After about 10 minutes I got more wine,she said we better get ready to party, she gave me big kiss and grabbed my dick! I smiled, but she walked off to put her cloths on for New Years. We planned on just going down to the Capers Bar and get blasted/ well sort of blasted. I wanted to remember things you know. Any way. All three were similarly attired to Bob, who she heard starting the van in the front. Each was stripped to the waist, wearing shorts and the mandatory builder's boots.There were no seats in the back of the van, just thick mats on the floor, and a pile of building tools and materials in the corner. All three were sitting cross-legged on the floor, drinking what seemed to be cans of lager.Making room, the oldest said, “sit here and hold on to the side of the van, or you'll be thrown around. Bob's. ” I am not hungry. The stuff I had at the cheap hotel in the evening has not been digested. I ask her to have food. But she insists that I too have dinner with her. I decide to have some drinks and a little food to give her company. “Do you take wine? There is a fine collection of wines in the bar.” “No I don’t.” I move to the bar located near the entrance. Which wine to choose? The bar has an endless collection: VSOP Cognac being the most expensive- Rs 625 for a small bottle. Imported vodka,.